Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 323

Terrell turned to Isadora and said, "Come on. Let me give you a ride home."

But before she could respond, Victor strolled forward, his steps lazy but his gaze sharp and intent on Isadora. In a casual, almost dismissive tone, he offered, "Need a lift?"

Suddenly, the two tall, imposing men were standing right in front of her, blocking

her way.

Isadora was at a loss for words.

The moment Terrell saw Victor, he immediately recognized him as the man from the Verdant Pavilion restroom corridor that night. It was him again. And if he had to guess, Victor didn't seem too fond of him.

Terrell managed a polite smile and nodded. “Thank you for helping Isadora earlier."

Victor scoffed silently. Acting like the man of the house, huh?

He smirked, his deep voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Don't mention it. After all, my relationship with Isadora is... a little different."

Isadora's cheeks flushed. "There's nothing between us," she interjected quickly, distancing herself from him. Then she turned to Terrell. "Let's go."

moved toward Terrell, Victor's smile faded and

tell him just how...

impossible to rein in. If he was in a bad

a beat; she was terrified he'd say something outrageous in

her lip, hesitated, then turned apologetically to Terrell. "Mr. Fawcett, something's

at her for a few seconds, sensing she was in a tough spot. He didn't press her. “All right. Just text me when

Isadora didn't spare Victor a glance. She hurried off, hoping

leisurely pace, watching her pick up speed as if she

his calls, too. Her attitude was

her, voice

pretended not to

"Isadora."

She walked even faster.

"Darling."

around, and glared at him-equal parts annoyed and embarrassed.

were the unreasonable one. "What

him. And with his effortless charm and striking good looks, it was no wonder people around them were starting to stare—especially after he'd